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We cut out all the news from our own points of view.
It's so much easier to see, it's so much easier to see.
How others have it wrong, let them sing their song.
It doesn't mean you have to hear it, it doesn't mean you have to hear it.

There's something comforting about the songs they sing,
Even though they didn't mean it.
You can scream anything from behind a screen,
But you never have to own it, no, you never have to own it.

We are all just the living dead.
We reach for brains from inside our beds.
Searching for slipping humanity.
Amid the billion screaming voices.

I wanna go back to when everything was new,
And we'd talk face to face about it.
Now I may have it wrong, but let me sing my song.
It doesn't mean you have to hear it, it doesn't mean you have to hear it.

© Britt Meierhofer 2015.

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from Songs From the Spider Den, Volume One, released May 9, 2015

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